Well, this is it. Blast off tomorrow on the United Island Hopper (UA154) for Guam. And if the travel goddess is willing, I’ll connect with a flight to Tokyo. Twenty-two hours later, I may—or may not—be alive and in Japan.
Note to self: You are too old to walk from Terminal 1 to the “Best” Western Hotel. Do not do this again.
I am safely ensconced at the “Best” Western Hotel, enjoying a Starbucks Fruit and Cheese Box.
Catching the 5 AM shuttle bus tomorrow morning. The plane is supposed to leave around 7:30 AM. When I checked in online this morning, United tried to entice me into abandoning this flight and taking a later one to Tokyo via San Francisco. I said, “No thanks.” So either they’ve oversold this flight—or they really don’t want me to miss the Guam-to-Tokyo connection.
Whatever happens is what I planned.